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Alceste - For [wh095]

by: Alceste

Usage: Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States

Topics: ambient, dark ambient, melodic dark ambient

This debut album by Alceste features a complex and melancholic blend of dark ambient and melodic elements, illustrating the arc of a fateful relationship.

Alceste :: For

"The short hand is the story of loving someone, and fighting to keep them...at your own expense. The process that I held in my mind while composing the album was a year and a half battle with a woman I loved terribly...that was addicted to methadone. It took priority in her life, above herself, her job and me. I fought to help her, to get her clean, and by doing so...lost pieces of myself along the way. There was a zero barrier at which I had to decide to continue fighting a senseless and pointless battle with her addiction or save myself and end it.

I had to choose self-preservation, and ended the relationship, but with great strain on my emotional state. I felt compelled to continue helping her, but knew, for my own good...that I had to let her go, and that she needed to realize sobriety on her own, without my aid. This is my story and my journey...a personal endeavor that I wish to never repeat again." -- Alceste

Track 01: the beginning
Track 02: the love
Track 03: the obsession
Track 04: the fear
Track 05: the desperation
Track 06: the loss
Track 07: the emptiness
Track 08: the end

Alceste is:
The Enigma
The Elite
The Andromeda
The Unified

Written and produced by: Alceste
Mastered by: R. Terrwilliger
Recorded at: The Cabin
Found: Febuary 2008
Cover Art by: The Enigma

Thank you for listening to this Webbed Hand Records release. Please visit the WHR homepage to explore our complete catalog of experimental and ambient recordings. All of our music is free to download, but we'd be very grateful if you could make a small donation (via Paypal) to help with the costs of maintaining a netlabel.

Notes

This is the text that appears on the inside front cover:
"A simple moment stolen from me, it sank into the depths of your eyes. I knew I would never be the same after your voice whispered in my ear. A seductive caress, and smile that wrenched my core. Shoved deep inside my thoughts, a beautiful ache that I cannot ignore. I fell for you the instant I looked upon you, and you never realized how fast my soul wanted to entwine inside you. Seconds passing into what would be a tragic fault, covered up by a clever and sharp tongue...that you used to tease me into extacy. I felt as if a part of me was slowing rotting, and dying into a blood red coma...splattered across the textured white walls that adorned your room. I struggled to grasp at you, to save you, but one who wishes to fall into obscurity...will do just that. Even now, I wish I could offer my help to you, but your addiction was not to me, it was to the little white circles, with embedded lines that gave you more relief than I ever could. Your love was not given to me...but to packages of poison that were consumed with haste. Cold evenings call, as the small droplets touch my face. They speak to me, and remember more than you did...they tell me of stories that started eons ago, in a dark and unlit place, beckoning that I take myself away. You spoke to me...cold and as if your face was made of stone...that it was time to accept defeat. I sat, head falling and spinning out of control...knowing that it was indeed time to let go of you, my lover. I came to feel a burden. Those steps echo in my mind...a reminder of all that I saw in you, a beautiful dissonance, it rings in your heart...I pray that you will find a way to cleanse yourself of these demons that tie you down in torture...my love, my heart, my soul..."